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08-12-07 - 05:24 Whatever you became [Chorus] Whatever you became [Chorus] I can see it all [Chorus] Somethings gone away
He sat alone. He drank to forget. He drank to no longer exist. He thought "you can never find the answer at the bottom of a bottle, but you can forget the question. Three years ago was a black day he no longer wanted to be part of. A day that caused no hard pain but the pain tore his mind apart. He served to help; he served to make a difference. But all he was ever told was that it was for oil. At least the army lied to him about the reasons. But people that stayed homes safe and watched the war on TV tried to tell him he had done wrong. It only added to his disliking of himself. He said nothing for it is the very right to speak your mind that he served. Their right to insult him. They never ask about the good things he did. Only how may people he killed! The fights he bled for! His heart broke too many times to speak back. All he ever said is "that's your right" he has been spit upon and called a baby killer, but this is not Nam. He was told he was the cause of suffering, not the one that saved oppressed lives. Close friends that were Kurds, kids that only were born fifty miles from what they believe. He tried to give himself away. Someone needs the life he took. he will walk the path of the drifter. he can’t stand here alone. He must walk on his own, and find the relief.
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